Good Morning

I open the door and feel the dawn Descending upon my palm as I hurry To have a walk across the lawn I open the window and feel the cold Through my body; it makes me shiver As to the unfolding bud I behold I open the door and breathe the air Fragrance from foliages enter into me Flowers swing in breeze with beauty and flair I open the window and stoop a little The worm has wriggled out its hole and crawled Crushing the dews that are soft and brittle I open the door to welcome the ray That has come down from heaven Piercing the clouds of colours- silver and gray I open the window to watch the hill The halo of light hovers over its head Like a sage in deep penance it is sitting still I open the doors and windows and say A prayer in His glory who created this all Before I would get lost in my works for the day